One shots

Amelia

“Sigh, we are back yet again aren’t we?” Amelia says as she rubs her eyes of sleep. Its late in the morning when Amelia wakes up from yet another dream but this time it is so surreal and vivid. In her dream she saw him, the bane of all her yearning.

It was a beautiful night as the stars shone so brightly with a full moons light illuminating in the bedroom and there he was, on the far side of the bedroom standing on the patio with his gaze far ahead. Even though she could only see his silhouette in the dark room she could still make out his features quite clearly.

He had an athletes built with wide shoulders and muscles bulging out of his black slacks, his short cropped hair seemed to be dancing in the wind as they were swaying from side to side. He didn’t even seem to notice as she sat on the king sized bed covered in black satin, and black drapes that covered the whole bed on all three sides with only one opening on her right to see him on the patio. Looking down at herself she was dressed in black lingerie, that hugged her curves and breast perfectly. He finally turned around and spared her a glance while folding his arms over his chest grinning.

’'You are finally here’’ he said almost amused, his deep rich voice sending tingles all over her body.

Her nipples suddenly became hard and erect rubbing against the fabric of her top. She shivered as a gust of fresh air suddenly passed by her and when she opened her eyes, he was seated next to her. This time she could see his deep black eyes, wide clean shaven jaw and those sensual lips.

How did he get here so fast she thought, Is he a vampire? A jumper? A lot of questions that needed answers flooded her mind.

She had to calm down she thought, she had to breath this through and as she took in a deep breath, she regretted it. His musky scent hit her nose like a punch in the gut. It was so masculine and spicy with hint of cigarette smoke. He smirked at her and flashed her those dangerous eyes as though to warn her.

“You can’t resist me no matter how hard you try Amelia you belong to me” he said it almost playfully. She couldn’t believe that this guy, she can obviously have all the guys she wants, anytime anywhere.

Then why does he think she wants him? Amelia cleared her throat for she knew she would need all the courage to say this and be serious.

“Listen here……buddy...I. I am not in any way attr….” she stuttered, she closed her eyes and mentally face palmed herself, what was she doing?

Way to go Amelia, you are literally making a fool out of yourself in front of this hot guy. This guy was totally cramping her style and he seemed to be amused that he had that effect on her. Crap! she looked at him and he smirked even more from the huge accomplishment. Her hair bounced as she shook her head, why is he being so difficult she thought.

“You are mistaken, I am. Not. Attracted. To. You. ’she said it as slowly as she could muster her courage to look convincing but failed. He reached out his hand and brushed the back of his hand against her cheek. That one gesture was enough to send shivers down her spine and spark up her sex, she couldn’t help but drop her head back and moan out loud from the new sensation she was feeling. Whoa! Did she just moan? She looked at him dumbstruck, ashamed by the way her body was responding to him and also guilty for trying to deny it. He didn’t say a word, he simply moved his hand further down to her neck, caressing it slowly and gently until he reached her right breast. He didn’t stop, he continued to caress her and even through the thin fabric, she could feel his warm hand there. He then rubbed circles around her nipple under the fabric. She felt a warm feeling between her thighs and she found herself wanting more from his touch for surely he could do better than this right?

“what are you doing to me?” she breathed out defiantly while closing her eyes. She had to focus something, anything to take her mind and body away from him.

“I am not doing anything you don’t want me to” his voice sensual as he rubbed the fabric of her bra, she imagined other places on her body that could recieve the same attention. She had to tightly squeeze her thighs together as the warm feeling between her thighs intensified and her panties went damp. She leaned back using her left hand for support, he then leaned forward and reached behind her and she heard the snap of her bra as it gave way for her breasts to be free from the torturous restraints. Her breasts were now hanging, like two bullets aiming at their abuser.

She gasped as he licked one while he squeezed the other with his hand, he sucked and nibbled gently at her nipple. Electric sparks shot down her spine making her ecstatic, she could feel her heart skipping beat after beat from all the delight she was getting but she needed more. She wanted to feel him down there, for there she could take a one-way ticket to Pleasureville.

But she surely couldn’t let him go down on her? The odds are: If she let him take her, then he might take her to paradise. But we can’t define the odds can we, she might be satisfied tonight but tomorrow she will wake up feeling guilty as hell for letting him take her. Who cares, it’s just a one night’s lust, fuck it she thought, she wanted him and she wanted him now. Without opening her eyes, she grabbed his hand and led it further down to her thighs.

She opened her eyes to see him looking at her with an unreadable expression. She had to lick her dry lips and try to swallow the huge lump down her throat. Looking at his luscious lips she had to fight the urge to throw herself at him and kiss him, taste him maybe even suck him dry. She urged him to proceed with her hand while her eyes were still locked onto his, pleading him to touch her.

His hand seemed to be glued between her thighs, not moving but frozen there with its warmth. She wanted it to go down and spread its warmth to her core. She closed her eyes, defeated and embarrassed, she knew this was too good to be true. Just when she thought he was going to stand up or laugh at her, his hand moved down into her lace panties and between her folds.

Her eyes shot open and they were wide, breathing hard and gasping for air to see him staring at her with those black eyes filled with desire and the same hunger that she craved for so long.

“You are so soaked, so wet for me” he says

“Yes, yes I am, don’t stop please’’ she breathed out desperately, he slowly chuckled triumphantly never leaving his eyes off her. Only then did she realise that he won and she lost, but she didn’t care. She moaned as he traced circles around her throbbing and swollen clit, she closed her eyes to enjoy all the sensations coursing through her body.

As if the sensations she was feeling were not enough, he first entered her opening with one digit, two, then three. She whimpered and groaned, how could she be enjoying this? But it felt so good, like eating ice cream for the first time with its sweet delight slowly melting in your mouth teasing your taste buds. He thrust and withdrew from her, only to enter her deeper and send her mind into overdrive.

Her body was on fire and her heart was palpating wildly in her chest. Just when she thought she was not going to reach her breaking point, she found her release, her pussy walls tightened around his fingers that were still thrusting. He groaned out in response, while her whole world erupted before her eyes, her whole body trembled. She cried out while clawing the bed as she came hard and slow.

She opened her eyes, her mind still in a daze from all the pleasure, she was panting and breathing hard. Her thighs were not the only ones soaked, but her whole body was soaked as well. He made her come and it was amazing! He withdrew his hand from her opening and he licked his hand like he was licking a lollipop.

‘’Mm, you taste so sweet, maybe next time I might take it to the next level “he winked and grinned at her

He reached over and bit her earlobe playfully, seriously??he made her come and now he is teasing her again? why is he torturing her like this? Well Amelia dear, you made your bed now you have to lay in it, great, now her mind was serving her a daily dose of told you so.

‘’I know you want me, and I won’t kiss you unless you want me to, but even in your wildest dreams, you can drive yourself crazy just by thinking about me.’’ He breathed sharply ‘’You will be back for more’, this time his voice was a soft whisper.

A promise

That last word was enough take her out of that room, with this hot guy and reality hit her hard like a slap in the face. She woke up from her dream, sweaty and horny as hell.